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Open Dreams of the Past

(Heey, I'm here just like I said. Antagonist, whoo~ Also, I'm not that good of an RPer, Stormy. X3)

Name: Mourmedy

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Age: 28

Description: Mourmedy is a quite intimidating individual, despite her short stature. (Standing at around 5 feet, 3 inches) She has very pale skin and a rather sharply featured face, upon which two steel colour-blind blue eyes stare out of. Her hair is blond, long, and straight, also being rather stiff. Her outfit is composed of a long sterile-looking unbuttoned ivory coat (which reaches down to her feet) and an ebony shirt with matching pants.

Personality: She is a strict and stiff woman who is always serious and frowns on silliness. Her manner is cold and she takes no prisoners. Also, Mourmedy is quite ambitious, working towards her goals to the end. She has been described by others as somewhat robotic and blunt and also, lacking much sympathy. In truth, she is a rather selfish woman and will do whatever she can to get closer towards her goals.

However, though the only outward emotions she shows to others are anger and annoyance, she does have a soft side. Mourmedy is rather sensitive at heart and though she acts stoic, she is really quite emotional. She surpresses her emotions so as not to appear weak.

Bio: As a child, her parents were quite the displanarians. They would punish her severely if she ever did something "wrong" or "bad" in their eyes.

She lived in a rather poor household. And though her parents punished her heavily, it was only because they wanted her to grow up to be tough and successful. They had worked very hard, trying to keep Mourmedy in school and living off the meager scraps they could buy and the welfare checks they were given along with their thankless low-paying grunt working jobs.

However, those welfare checks could not support them for much longer... It had been announced that the government would be cutting the money given via these checks in half to aid Pokémon trainers. This is when they started to resent them... Those stupid trainers! They had taken away what little they had. And for what? Training Pokémon? It wasn't as if they worked as hard as her parents. And that was their belief, that trainers were causing the poverty in their neighborhood.

And they passed their resentment onto their daughter. Young Mourmedy wanted so much as a child, so much she couldn't have due to a lack of funds. However, she was brilliant, absolutely brilliant in school and managed to get a scholarship to a good college. But once again, a Pokémon trainer got in the way of her success... Instead of accepting her into the college, they accepted the trainer.

From then on swore that she would eliminate Pokémon training off the face of the earth. To prevent suffering, the suffering and poverty she had to go through...

Mourmedy smirked, smirked with happiness when Pokémon training finally went into decline. They had finally gotten what they deserved. Those who had gotten in the way of her ambitions would all pay. And anyone who would try to bring that awful, useless, money wasting sport again? She would take them down with all the might and willpower she could. Nobody would wake those sleeping Pokémon, nobody, not under her watch. They would never make anyone suffer the life she suffered again, never smash her dreams into pieces.

(Obviously, she is a Remnant.)

There sure are a lot of stormclouds today, aren't there?
 
Wow. XD Everyone is accepted. Let me edit the list now, and then we can start. People can still join, though. :P

Oh, and Arylett, you are compared to me. :P
 
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The sleep chambers were failing. Skaldia knew that, remembering all the times she'd open her eyes, and see the same Pokemon, the same blank walls, the same prisms on the ceiling. Whatever was causing them to sleep - Lance had mentioned some sort of constant hypnosis - wasn't working. The Aerodactyl, when waking up, had the strong and probably unwise urge to attack the others, just to do something. But then the drowsiness would take over again, and she never had any idea of how much time had passed. Wouldn't the Champion have come already?

She was waking up again, and this time there was only a slight bleary feeling lingering, instead of the exhaustion she usually felt. A look around confirmed that everything was still the same. Maybe some of the others would wake up at the same time as her? Her mouth felt dry though, as if she hadn't spoken for a really long time. Not about to talk when her voice was bound to be extremely raspy, she waited for the inevitable tide of sleep. It didn't come, which confused her. Skaldia glanced at the prisms, but she could hardly tell if there was something wrong with them. Humans tended to have such strange inventions anyway. Spreading her wings to stretch the long unused muscles, she froze as she heard a scraping sound. There was silence. There had always been silence. Was the champion coming? Tilting her head back, the Aerodactyl screeched, hoping the walls weren't soundproof. Who cares if the others would get woken up as well? Their wait might be over!
 
Esther treaded lightly through Union cave, staying to the shadows and listening hard for any signs of prey or danger. Her ears twitched as she heard a pair of feet moving through another corridor of the cave. She began to move in the general direction of the sound, but recoiled quickly as the soft sound multiplied. She slunk back into the welcoming darkness of the cave.
'Odd,' she muttered, 'That's quite a few people...'
She cocluded that it would be best to keep this at the back of her mind, and move in an opposite direction. A sudden, ear-piercing shreik hit her like a blast of lightning, making her fall to her knees. She groaned in pain. The sound seemed to last for hours, even though it had only been a few seconds.

"What the heck was that?" she moaned. Whatever it was, she did not want to be anywhere near it.
 
((OoC: Similarly to how PichuK started, I'm guessing? I believe she is of the dig team as well))

Whisper was taking a quick nap atop a small hill of rock, her favorite place in this cave. She traveled often, so she was never too familiar with any one location. However, she did quite like this cave, an area which the humans had named Union Cave. She was somewhat familiar with the layout of the interior.

Suddenly, Wisp opened her eyes. Her instincts told her that something was about to happen. But what it was, she didn't know. So the ebony black Leafeon leisurely stood up and stretched her limbs. She then perked up her ears and looked around, but nothing was to be seen or heard.

Deciding that the place needed investigating, Wisp jumped to the ground - directly at a spot where the rock-hill's shadow lay. When it looked as if her paw would crash into the ground, it instead melted into the shadow, her whole body soon following. It was as if she were diving into some sort of liquid, rather than a shadowy and cold stone floor. She quickly rushed around the cave, a rippling shadow darting across the ground, walls, and any obstacles that secured her desired path.

However, while dashing about, a horrible screech reached her currently non-existent ears. It rattled her bones though, at the moment, she hadn't any. She jumped out of a shadow on the ground and covered her leaf-like ears. Soon enough, the screeching was over.

What...what was that? Oh well...it doesn't matter. Whoever it is needs to learn how to be quiet and let a lady sleep.

Thinking quietly to herself, Wisp curled up, but didn't close her eyes this time. She remained alert, feeling as though someone was coming.
 
Zrantox opened his one eye.

Where....

He gazed around him. He saw other pokemon, one making a very annyoing shriek, and they were in... wait a minute.

The sleep chamber! We've been in here for...

For how long?

It wasn't easy to figure out. He might have been in for days, or minutes, or years.

Well, if we're waking, that can only mean that those accrused humans are coming. Maybe... Dark energy flared to lfie in his palm.

...Maybe I can give them a proper welcome.
 
((I believe Esther's just a wild Pokemon, and not on the dig team at all. The way PichuK and Melodic Harmony started out would be good for most dig team members.))
 
Qua was asleep. He didn't know what was the last time he woke up. The screech awoke him, but he stayed calm and down on the ground. He noticed that he had been stuck in an uncomfortable position on his front for some time. He was glad it wasn't his back; his spikes might have destroyed the floor.

Qua looked around. Was he still in the sleeping chamber? The Champion had to have come by now. Maybe he was just asleep for a few seconds? Not likely.
Minutes? Possibly.
Many, many years? Most definitely. His throat was more dry than the stone that his skin was made of. He had no way of healing it unless he drank some water.

Qua gazed out one of the glass walls and up at the prisms on the ceiling. He always liked how they sparkled... he was calmed by their shine.
 
Ancea woke up as she heard a screech. Startled, she flailed her scythes; however, the effort was useless, as she wasn't underwater. But she did manage to claw the floor. A bunch. Maybe she could get out of this capsule in that way...
 
((I suppose we could start off... digging?))

It was just another day. This time, it seemed though, that the diggers had gotten somewhere. Sinar took from afar as they swung away at the rock of Union Cave. Then they caught a glimpse of something. Sinar spun over, illuminating the spot. It floated past the other diggers and carefully moved clumps of dirt aside, sensing something on the other side...
 
((OoC: Actually, the way I started out, I was thinking none of us know each other then we all somehow meet and agree to dig together because we knew of the legends of Sleeping Pokémon. Like so:))

Wisp was taking her nap when a Solrock floated by, glowing with a psychic blue aura. It seemed to be shifting some of the dirt aside. As it floated past her, some dirt was thrown into Wisp's face. She jerked wide awake and sprang up. After wiping the dirt from her face, she jumped in the Solrock's path and hissed.
 
((Well, actually, the dig was supposed to be to find some nice, inhabitable caves or something that could be put to good use. :P The sleeping Pokemon were pretty much forgotten while all the turmoil was going on. But if you'd prefer what Melodic Harmony's suggesting, go ahead and use that. ^^))
 
((Well, I put in my character's bio that it already knew the Pokemon were sleeping there.))

Sinar was interrupted by a black Leafeon. It sent a thought to the Leafeon, Kindly step aside if you are not assisting in unearthing the slumbering Pokemon., and then floated aside, and began carefully digging bit by bit again.
 
((True, but your character is a Psychic type, so I assumed it would be able to sense them anyway. What I meant was most other Pokemon (and humans) who can't detect them. ))
 
((OoC @link: It says in Wisp's bio that she has some Dark attributes, hence the melting into shadows, so she is immune to psychic powers as a Dark-type would be. Also, @Stormecho, I'm so special =P ))

Wisp, seeing as the Solrock floated on without a reply, simply leaped in the middle of its path again and continued to hiss, angry at it for hurling dust in her face, accident or not.

Stupid Psychic-type probably tried to send me a mind message. Hmph. Well my darkness cancels out the option of telepathy. Yeah, that's right. No psychic powers for me!

...

First that screech and now this...when will these Pokémon leave me alone?
 
The Salamence coughed, opening her eyes. Everything was the same. Wait.. was she awake? She looked around. A few others seemed to be waking up. She tried to say something, but she couldn't talk. Maybe a bit later, if she stayed awake.
Why aren't I asleep? This is strange.. but it's sort of nice to be awake.
 
((I was well aware of that. My character, however, wasn't. :P))

Sinar was again interrupted by the black Leafeon. At this point he saw the dig team getting back to work. It hoped they would be gentle, as there were souls within this rock. Somehow. Sinar, seeing as how the Leafeon apparently warded off any mental suggestions, had to ask verbally, something he hadn't accomplished in a while. He spoke, "Please. The slumbering Pokemon within could very well save this very world. Are you willing to help me dig them up?"
 
((OoC: Oh yeah. Forgot about that =P Sorry...))

Wisp looked at the Solrock in confusion.

Help dig up slumbering Pokémon? What on Earth is this floating rock talking about?

Wait...could that roar earlier have come from one of those Pokémon?

The beast woke me up! I should find it and beat it in battle!

Wisp slowly nodded and looked around, not sure where to start. She then sat down in front of the Solrock, waiting for it to instruct her as to what she was supposed to do. She looked up at it, her eyes blank and expressionless.
 
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